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[*My Cinderella.*]

I keed. The title isn't called Edwind scissorhands. But it is called, Rain at last. It takes place in the future.

Niema Hatchet sat on the porch of her broken down trailer park. Occasionally, the October wind would come and sweep her silvery hair almost off her head, then gently and swiftly allowed her hair to fall back in it's place. It was the 15th of October and still the town of Wilmurdale showed no sign of precipitation what so ever. Niema's plants were wilting and the cherry blossoms died slowly in it's pod. Banjo, the Hatchet family's mechanical dog layed lazily on the musty ground, it's whole body completely shut down. Even it's eyes seemed to miss out on it's usual shine. Niema removed a wrinkly handkerchief from her jean pocket, then patted away the droplets of sweat sprinkled on her forehead. It was a myth that rain had once fallen from the sky above. But Niema knew the truth, and that was the fact that there had never been any sign of water for the past 700 years..."Aint no water now, Aint never gonna be no damn water." Her grandmama would say.

C&C?

[Annabella Lee]

You know. This reminds me of the story by Ray Bradbury: All Summer in a Day I believe it was called. I think you think a great job though. Keep up the good work and I'll look forward to reading them.

[*My Cinderella.*]

Shh! That's where my inspiration was.